Chapter 1: Chapter 1: When we were young
"Everybody loves the things you do. From the way you talk to the way you move. Everybody here is watching you. Cause you feel like home. You're like a dream come true"~~
Those sweet song rang in her ear. At the tender age of 11, Ryan Shen is a good singer with majestic voice. One can felt his sincerity. His emotion with his sweet honeylike-voice. She is the same. One of the people whom are hypnotised by that sweet voice.
They meet here. In the orphanage. Hope Orphanage. She did not remember how long she have stay here. One thing that she understand is she never known her family. Or one could tell that she did not have any family. She did not find any hope in this world. She thinks that as her parents did not want her, why would she cling onto that thing called hope. Hope to have a new family. Hope to meet her family. But this boy come and makes her think that there is hope out there. She walk toward the boy as the boy end his performance.
"Hi, I am Angela."She smiled at the boy. Hoping her smile could somewhat cover up her awkward attitude in engaging first in the conversation.
The boy looked at her with aloof and cold look. What now? A bothersome girl had just struck a conversation with him . And he is just not interested. He intend to pass her and ignore her. Logically, that is how stranger do, right?
"I am Angela. 9 years old. Nice to meet you" Even though the latter ignored her, she just continued babbling like there is no tomorrow. The boy just gazed at her with expression like 'can you shut the hell up'.
The boy just continued to walk away while she strutted behind him like an obedient little kitty. How could a little girl could chase after a boy? Does she did not feel any shame? Yes, that might be the thought of some people near them. But who cares. She likes him. And hoping that the boy will like her back.
"I Like your voice. Can you come here everyday?". Do you think I look like I am free to come here everyday. Ryan thought to himself.
"I also like you. Dont find any girl, yeah. You have me. You and me are hope. " In his mind, he thought that this girl might have issues in her head. He is only 11 years old for God sake. And he never think about love. Like..What is that thing? Candy?
Despite his indifference and coldness, Angela followed him until he stopped and turn his back toward her. Because of the abrupt stop, she bump with the boy and fell down. She is just a little girl. All in all.
" I dont like people who are like you. Ugly. Clingy. Annoying. So stop. You are not worthy" His cold voice rang through her ear. She should felt hurt and leave now, right? That what normal person do as they get insulted by the other person. But she is not normal.
" But I like you. Never mind. Wait until I grown up. I will marry you" With that sentence, she lift herself up, kiss him on the cheeks and run away. What the? That is the first time he have been touched beside his mother. What is exactly happening right now? Can someone explain? Nevertheless his little body exuded a kind of warmth aura as his gaze never left the direction that the girl run to.
"Will wait then"
Upon their direction, a pair of warmth eyes saw everything from the start until the little stunt that the little girl makes. He always bring his grandson to every places here and there due to his passion in music. He never thought that there will be a day where he will find his own grandson flirted by other person.
Their family are well known in every places. Not only their family produces genius but also have a strong background. Due to that, there is a kind of aura which enclosed their family that makes people can only gazes them at a distance. Especially his grandson. Maybe because of that incident, his grandson had trapped himself in a zone which makes him totally had no emotional attachment and things like that. Only with music, with performance, somehow he felt that he is still his grandson. The adorable little boy who would stay by his side. Hugging his leg. Wishing for things like a spoilt child.
So, when someone or we could say a little girl are brave enough to converse with his little devil and even touched the latter, he felt amused. This is rare event that he expected in mind. Nevertheless, he wished something change after this. Hoping and wishing. Sometimes, hope is a word that carry a strength to oneself.
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